I've been changing channels,
I don't see them on the TV shows.
And so, after all anguish and frustrations were released through screams-filled songs, they were put to an end by none other than.. the great Jack Johnson. (:
So yeah, today's not really fuitful, cause I realised I left my A-Maths TYS back in school and supervised study didn't go as planned. Actually, if I have to describe today, it'll be.. how I wandered aimlessly in a world of my own, in deep thought about how things may not appear as they may seem to be. No matter how many times I've said/seen it, it never fails to amuse me. This world really is one interesting place. How we live our lives, how everything is just.. a script, non-erasable.
Yes, I've been yelling out at how things have been. Everytime my eyes process what is in front of me, I feel a deep numbing inside. And I wonder, what is beauty? Beauty beyond inner and outer self, beauty beyond the trees and the birds, beauty beyond us. I guess after sixteen years, I still haven't gotten hold of that secret.
Where'd all the good people go?
We got heaps and heaps of what we sow.
Swelling's gone down quite a bit. It's freaky how I always get health-related issues whenever the saying "It never rains but pours" comes true. It's still pouring pretty heavily out there but for now, it's safe to venture out into the open. I'd better make it back quick, cause for some reason or another, I sense a heavier storm ahead as the prelims draw nearer.
Tough times. Aren't they being too frequent these days?
posted by cigarettelove @ 7:02 AM
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